Under the gloomy sky, fire surged up, and the figure of the big devil walked out. Following Rhodes' order, Aglan returned to the island on the water elemental plane.
In the distance, there is an inconspicuous prophet's hut. No one would have thought that the once powerful king of hell now lives there, and there are two of them in a row.
Aglan's heart tightened, and he flew forward, wanting to tell the prophet about the predicament Rhodes was facing, but suddenly his feet went weak, and a cry of pain came from his ears.
"What..."
Aglan looked down and saw a scene that made his hair stand on end.
I don’t know when, but what existed under his feet was no longer the solid land on the island, but carpets that were twisted out of shape and looked like they were spliced together by living creatures.
Those creatures, their bodies were distorted by magic, compressed to only one layer, but they did not die. The faintly reflected light on the carpet came from the eyes of those creatures, filled with despair and fear, but they said
Without any words, he could only convey a certain message to Aglan with his eyes.
"What happened here..."
The big demon Haggar, who came here with Aglan, asked in disbelief. What made him feel afraid was that he actually felt his familiar aura from the carpet made of living creatures. It was clearly...
Companions in the Legion.
"Not long ago, there was a rebellion here led by pharmacist Sean. Thanks to Lord Messika, it was suppressed... If Lord Messika hadn't come to help, terrible things would have happened on the island."<
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Just when they were doubting, a calm voice came over, and following the sound, they saw a big demon with a giant scythe on his shoulder and wounds all over his body. The giant scythe was so conspicuous, it was simply more powerful than the weapons in their hands.
It’s even bigger in total.
"Vios? Is that you?"
Looking at the big demon in front of him, Agran recognized his identity. When he was in the Blood Scythe Army, Agran had heard of Vios's name. It was said that Vios was brave and good at fighting and once broke into the underworld alone.
Ghost Cave, under siege by a group of abyss demon kings, snatched away their treasures, and then said: "The master is in trouble, we want to see Lord Messika, where is she now?"
"She knows you are coming and has been waiting here for a long time."
Vios's answer also made Agran and Hagar look happy. He was worthy of being the king of hell. He had predicted this incident in advance and made preparations early in the morning. It seemed that there was hope for the master to escape from the predicament.
, it’s on Lord Messika.
Under his leadership, several big demons quickly came to the wooden house and saw Maxika who was leisurely planting flowers.
"The great greedy king, the master is in trouble..."
After meeting Messika, Aglan's expression became solemn and he quickly told her about Rhodes' predicament.
As he spoke, Aglan's eyes couldn't help but fall on the flower pot next to Maxika, and his expression changed slightly.
It was not an ordinary flowerpot, but a living human head. His skull was completely opened, and bright flowers grew in his mind. As Aglan looked at it, the eyes on the head,
He also looked straight over.
"...Please also be generous and help the master out of the predicament..."
Being stared at by the eyes on the person's head, Aglan's voice was slightly trembling, but he still quickly told everything about the situation.
"He knows the way out of the predicament better than I do, but he just doesn't want to choose. I'm afraid I can't help him." After listening to Aglan's report, Messika shook his head and said slowly.
Aglan was a little confused: "What does this mean?"
"Those mages did not prohibit him from using space magic. What really trapped him was not the remains of the hero, but the greed in his heart. If he wants to seek my advice, my advice is to put down his greed and return directly." Mai
Xijia shrugged and said slowly.
"But Lord Messiga, the master will definitely not do this..." Aglan hesitated, but still said.
Messiga glanced at him and said mockingly: "Do you need me to tell you what kind of disasters excessive greed will cause? You are also a big devil in hell, don't you know this?"<
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After saying that, she stopped talking, but picked up the kettle in her hand and continued to water the flowers. As she moved, the flowers in the flowerpot became more beautiful, and the eyes of the head moved rapidly.
Agran was a little helpless and sighed: "Great greedy king, thank you for your advice, I will convey it to the master."
"By the way, Rod may meet an old friend of mine, remember to say hello to him for me." As if thinking of something, Messiga added, and Aglan quickly agreed.
After explaining these things, Aglan led Hager beside him to leave. At this time, Vios on the side took the initiative to say: "The master is in danger, and naturally I can't stay on the island to watch. Please let me come with you."
Go to help."
Aglan nodded and said to him: "We will return later. As for now, according to the master's order, I still need to go to Saou City."
The figures of several big demons gradually moved away. Messika watched their figures fade away, and only then smiled after they completely disappeared.
"Okay, those things that disturbed us have left. Now tell me, where did you get that body? Where are you hiding it now?"
Messika stretched out her hand, slowly caressed the face of the flowerpot with the human head, and asked softly. If there are any members of the Potion Guild here, they will be surprised to find that the head in front of them belongs to the potion scholar Sean. Facing Messiga's inquiry, Sean's eyes showed a bit of fear, and he stared at her without saying a word.
"Don't you want to say yes? It doesn't matter, the flower of your thoughts will tell me all the answers."
As he spoke, Messiga reached out and picked out the most conspicuous flower of thoughts that was planted in Sean's head and bloomed in his brain, and placed it under his nose that was as curved as an aquiline, and gently
I sniffed it lightly.
Following Messika's movements, the flowers instantly withered and withered, as if after a long period of weathering, all the colors had faded.
The flowers were picked off, making Sean's eyes become confused and dull, and in Messija's mind, there were many more memories that did not belong to her at this moment.
"So that's it... God, it seems that your body is not at peace, and they are not willing to be taken back by you."
After searching for the information she wanted, Mai Xijia's eyes showed a bit more satisfaction.
She glanced at Sean lightly at her feet. In an instant, Sean's head melted quickly like a wax figure dropped into hot oil, and finally completely integrated into the ground under her feet, leaving no trace left.